the clock ticks
politricks
twisted,
misted
very sick
we go
we do
we live our
lives
as we want to.
the catch is not
getting caught in
the morass.
time sometimes heals
but it will
always
pass.
Friday, February 10, 2017
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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